Reiki Healing for Animals

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Saturday, January 9, 2016

The final journey for most pets is horribly stressful for them, and their owners.

The natural will to survive, coupled with their intuitive desire to ease their human friend's pain, frequently makes animals struggle to continue on.

Reiki eases that struggle, and frees the dying animal, and their loving owners, from anxious moments, hours and even days of desperation.

The powerful energy is not used as a healing source. Instead, it serves as a bridge. Anxiety, fear and pain are replaced with calming peace. Lovingly nestled in such support benefits the animal and their humans.

I have been honored be at hand when numerous animals, pets and otherwise, required comfort to end their lives.

When the final breath is drawn, even for a feral animal, there is palpable sense the animal's gallant energy is released back into the Universe.

If life were a Disney movie, I would win big with Lotto and
establish a safe rural sanctuary with an on-call veterinarian.

Instead, I make the best out of what is available to me on a very limited budget.

Feral cat colonies abound in many Sacramento
neighborhoods.

Earlier attempts to trap some failed. Instead, I am one of
those people who put out just enough food and water to keep my standard
visitors and lodgers as healthy as I can. A few, abandoned by mothers, have
made it to the esteemed title of “house cat.”

Friends and loved ones kid me for giving each feral cat a
name. They warn me I am emotionally involved. Emotional attachment aside, one
of Reiki's five principles is being kind to all living things daily.

Feral cats definitely fall into that category,

As with all of nature, I accept survival of the fittest is
true.

A number of the cats, especially kittens with upper
respiratory diseases, have been calmly comforted through Reiki as death slowly
claimed them. Afterwards, Before disposing of them, I placed their little bodies in boxes filled with
rosemary, thyme and lavender growing the garden they were born in.

Reiki’s immense healing energies have also assisted older
cats.

Scratches, swollen faces and a limp exposes who lost the
previous night’s battle, that shattered our sleep with blood curdling screeches
and angry hisses.

Regardless of how much I love animals, I never endanger
myself by attempting to pick up or touch a hurt feral cat.

As Reiki is a practice of respect, I literally ask the
animal, from a distance, if I can offer the healing energy to it. Their response determines my distance.

Two months ago, Dapple Annie recently confused from her own
kittens' stillbirth, started stealing other cats' young to nurse them. Although the other mother cats seemed to go
along with it, someone evidently had a problem. Annie came to breakfast listing
to her right with a head swollen to the size of a softball.

One of the friendlier feral cats, slowly she climbed onto a
patio chair accompanied by soft cries of pain.
Keeping the damaged side towards me, I ran my hands over her face with a
distance of three inches. Almost
immediately, her slow and even breathing demonstrated her relaxation.

The next day her face had literally exploded with blood and
pus dripping everywhere.

Yet, she jumped back on the chair and through one eye gave
me a look that clearly said, “Get to it.”

Twice a day for a week, I continued performing Reiki on her,
while never actually touching her wounds. By the following week her fur fell off
in strips revealing new skin thankfully free of infection.

Now her health and face is restored, and she continues to
nurse other’s kittens.

Two days ago, Mini Max showed up with a bloodied and swollen
chin.

Dumped as a young kitten through the front gate, he was so
easily frightened by everything and everyone – I have never been closer than
five-feet to him.

In fact, for almost
seven months I thought he was a female.

Approaching him quietly he seemed to anticipate my desire to
help and did not dart away.

As I opened my hands his eyes immediately softened and then
closed. He rolled off his haunches to expose his chin and belly. Such an act of
trust told me he understood.

I am happy to report his healing is well underway.

The healing energies of Reiki are amazing when used with our
animal friends as well as humans.

Saturday, June 29, 2013

Wednesday, June 19, 2013

These four kittens were not supposed to be mine, much less
living in my house.

Born to a Roly Poly, a feral cat who had frequented my yard
for the past two years ago, these feline newcomers took their first breath in
the discarded old lumber pile of my back neighbor's yard.

I admit to being delighted.

Spring 2013 had already caused mini breaks to my soft heart
through the birth, and fortunate death, of six deformed kittens and one
stillbirth. All had occurred in sanctity
of my backyard.

However, within a week of giving birth Roly Poly was
spending more time lolling under my budding apricot tree and nowhere near her
first-time family.

Physically, she was fine. She responded well to Reiki with
her usual purring and subsequent head-butting of my hands and calves.

However her maternal instinct was MIA.

By the third week, tiny paws and spiky tails could be seen
through the backyard’s fence slats. Accompanying little squeaks of hunger often
announced Mama was late again with the meals.

Avoiding the outside cat drama was impossible, and I knew
the neighbor, an elderly woman, was incapable of handling it.

Off I went to
retrieve all the kittens.

The first day went well, as Roly regularly nursed them. Then their lactating grandmother, Licorice,
took over the milk detail.

However, the next day her patience was worn and Roly was
gone.

Uttering a comforting call, Licorice lured the tiny bundles
of fur out to the front yard fence where fast-moving cars, unleashed dogs and
other hazards were just inches away.

Quickly, scooped up the kittens were placed in a large
box. Within minutes Licorice's
siren-like calls had them again tottering towards disaster. This scenario was
played out two more times until I came to the disheartening realization.

The kittens had to come inside the house.

This was a repeated scene.
Three years earlier, Licorice had also been a non-attentive first-time
mother. This resulted in Monte and Kiva becoming my indoor beloved duo of
feline cuteness.

While the latters' beginnings had been just as humble,
disdain filled their eyes when their access to the spare bedroom was no denied
thanks to the quartet of 5-inch intruders.

Hoping a calm atmosphere would inspire Roly, I carried her
inside for the first time. Promptly she
curled up under the dressing table and fell asleep. Her snooze continued as my homemade
"milk" was eye dropped into her babies' greedy mouths.

Occasionally, she ate before resuming her
beauty sleep.

Four hours into the experiment, the truth came out when the
kittens attempted to feed off their mother. She hissed and growled violently at
them.

Cue the quick exit of Roly.

Now it was clear, the kittens were house guests until
permanent homes could be found.

As is typical with any living thing deprived of a mother's
care the kittens exhibited some stress.

The worse was Onslow.
As the largest kitten, his size made it easy to bully the other three.

While smaller, Callie Calico was just as aggressive and used
frequent high-pitched meows to disorient her victim before attacking with
increasing sharp teeth.

Leahleo was the litter's runt. Afflicted with weak eyes she and her brother
Sherpa held back when meals were offered.

Practicing Reiki was required.

Squirming fur balls are not the easiest animals to receive
the healing energy owing their already overabundant supply of it.

But it is never impossible.

Each was individually wrapped in a warm towel and taken into
a darkened room. Onslow violently fought
for several seconds to free himself, but never cried out.

Reiki's gentle vibes slowed his breathing and for the first
time his contented purr was heard.

He remainrd a thundering big guy, but several sessions
later his "kill or be killed" attitude vanished.

Callie's meowing decreased to the usual cries for food, love
or both.

Sherpa became the power purrer.
He was capable of giving his brother an equal tussle, yet gentle with his
nearly blind sister, Leahleo.

Her lack of 20/20 sight does not mean anyone should pity
this kitty. She ran, jumped great heights and became the
champion snoozer of the litter.

Regular Reiki sessions turned these wild kittens into
docile house cats within two weeks.

What can it do for your animals?

2016 Post Note:Although, Onslow, Sherpa and LeahLeo all
died within weeks of this posting, Callie hung on and is now a valued member of
the family. She is still feisty, but no longer attacks first and asks
forgiveness later. She has persuaded Monte, and occasionally Kiva, she is a
good buddy to curl up next too.